Too Much Food!

Too Much Food is a really good song by Jason Mraz. It is also the perdicament my mother and I got ourselves into tonight when we went to Miso for sushi. Long story short we ended up ordering way too much food and it just kept on coming. We ate and ate... and ate. We ended up finishing all of what we thought was our order. Sitting there letting my belly settle I had a new appreciation for my mother and just how much food that she can consume.

So, we're both sitting there when the waitress comes back into the serving area in, I swear to God, slow motion and places in front of us vegetable tempura. It's only four pieces right? You'd think that we could make room but we couldn't. I decided that I didn't want to pay $3.00 to have them dispose of my food, so I shoved it up the sleeve of my jacket and ran to pay for supper. My mom couldn't handle the situation so she waited outside.

I walk up to the counter, hot tempura batter warming my inner forearm, sweating bullets because I'm sure that I'm going to be found out. The cute waitress with the purple glasses is at the till. She looks at me, looks at my credit card, looks at me again and then says, "I saw you." A completely deadpan look on her face. I start freaking out because it's obvious that she means the tempura leaving grease marks on the lining of my jacket.

"Yeah, I remember you from when I was here last Thursday", I say fairly nonchalantly.

"No, no! I saw you." Oh God.

"Oh?"

"I saw you last week at O'Hanlons. I think it was Saturday." Thank you baby Jesus.

We then went on to talk about how completely awesome that place is. When I got back into my car I started thinking about Saturday night at O'Hanlon's and how that was probably not the best first impression I could have given. Geez.